"At first it seemed like it was normal, but then he stopped doing things he used to do."
"Not to mention he doesn't even join us for dinner!"
Both his parents would always mention it to his relatives when they had a holiday reunion or a birthday brunch.
Gimmick Stylus was a scrawny lean dude with round glasses and a blonde buzzcut. He had a crooked nose, pale face, and usually had an awkward smile on. He was currently scowling because his name brought him 24/7 ridicule. He didn't like that his name had no deeper meaning, nor did it even sound like an American name. Not like he cared either way.
'I could care less about patriotism.' He thought.
He always made sure to tell people he went by Jim with a G, as in Gim.
He currently had on some light brown cargo pants, a white long sleeve shirt that made his thin frame look worse, highlighting the sunken-in areas through the shade. He had a necklace with a block of Minecraft grass as a pendant, it was about the size of a dice cube.
As for feet, well he never wore anything when he hopped on to his console or his computer. He always played barefoot.
"Playing games barefoot is like sleeping with your foot off the bed dude!" His friend online would always tell him as he laughed.
Gim slid out his desk and got up from his chair. He exited his blue and green Minecraft-themed room.
"I'm hungry."